Triam
A day with his mate.
Triam couldn’t wait. He woke up early, not that he slept at all. Mickal partied until the wee hours of the morning. He wouldn’t stop until his soldiers came and carried him away. Triam smiled to himself because he appreciated Mickal for having the party. He didn’t have to, but to him it felt like an acknowledgement – even though not all the demons accepted him, some of them did accept him and respected him even though he wasn’t one of them. Triam put on his uniform, and when he was done, he was at the front of the castle in seconds. He didn’t want to waste even one second of being with her. This was the only time he could see her, because her father was keeping him out of her room. Triam hoped that the competition ended soon, so that he could claim her in fro
